After a long gap, I am picking up the thread of Pakistani wife's story from where it finished in part 3. But the story is yet far from over.
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Kulsoom did know why suddenly her father-in-law changed his decision. Only a few days ago he did not want Kulsoom to visit her best friend Neelum, fearing that it risked the family honour. And now he himself had literally pushed her to go there.
So that fine-morning Kulsoom was sitting in Neelum's bedroom and listening to her sexual adventures with hubby and his friend.
"How did it start?" Kulsoom wanted to know.
Neelum was willing to tell, hoping that the truth would also make Kulsoom free.
In the adjacent room, Neelum's husband Rasheed and his friend Nasir were waiting.
"You bitch – are you making stories or is it true?" Kulsoom asked looking at the pretty and innocent-looking face of her friend, who was exactly her age – Twenty-three.
"Of course, you know I don't lie," said Neelum laughing showing her pearl-like white teeth and tossing her raven colour shoulder-long hair toward the back.
Neelum was slightly heavier than her friend, but looked perfect with her five feet seven inch height.
"It's true. On our wedding night, Rasheed did not come alone into the room, but was accompanied by his best friend Nasir. I thought Nasir was there was just on a courtesy call and would go, but luckily I was wrong," Neelum said.
"I can't believe this" Kulsoom said.
"You have to. Rasheed explained me for an hour that ours will be a totally different marriage. He wanted me to be a bold woman, ready to experience anything. He wanted his friend in our marriage, telling me Nasir too had allowed him to share the women of his house."
"I was in tears – cursing my luck, but by that time Nasir had slowly started stroking my shoulders to calm my nerves."
"You will be having two men to love you, take care of you rather than one. You don't realize how lucky you are," Nasir told me.
"And you will be free... free. Hardly any husband here gives this kind of freedom to his wife," Rasheed said.
Neelum, who by that time had spread herself out on the bed with a big pillow under her head, was carefully eyeing the reaction of her best friend as she told her that how the two men took pains to relax her, calm her nerves. How they both took turns to tell that each of them will love her, care for her and support her through thick and thin without even an iota of jealousy between them.
"Honestly I was lost... I didn't know what was happening to me, but it seemed my body was melting under the hands of their loving strokes. I knew what was coming. There was a tussle in my mind and my body. But the sensations running in my body seemed to overcome me," said Neelum whose voice was becoming softer and softer as she was speaking in a dream.
Kulsoom listened in a mesmerized manner.
"I myself opened the buttons of my bridal shirt, asked Rasheed to remove my gharrara (loose bridal lower) and then Nasir my shirt. They both took turns to suck my nipples, kiss my tummy, my virgin cunt as I lay stark naked in front of them with full lights on."
"Who got your cherry?" asked Kulsoom.
"The privilege and honour went to the friend – Nasir... Kulsoom you have not met my men. They are so handsome, so cultivated, so descent. They know how to please a woman. Yes Nasir took my virginity as my husband watched. Nasir, whose body is so firm – who can pound you on and on so that you hit one climax after another."
Kulsoom was beginning to feel horny – and remembering and cursing her first wedding nigh when Nawaz fumbled with her clothes, knocking her down in a rough manner, and then spitting her load within seconds.
"Then Rasheed made love to me like a true lover – in such a gentle, calm manner that I was in 7th heaven," Neelum said.
"That's how it all started. And believe me it is great fun. Nasir's sister and sister-in-law along with one of his uncles also joined in our fun several times. But we three are permanent partners."
"And now you want me to join your gang?" Kulsoom asked biting her lips.
"Our growing family or club you can say," Neelum said stroking the cheek of her friend lovingly. "My both studs are dying to fuck you."
"If I oblige your studs ... will you return the favour?"
"You too have stallions?" Neelum asked.
Kulsoom just smiled. "Your house your story. My story at my place."
"You whore. I don't believe you," Neelum said laughing as she jumped out of the bed.
"Come let's not waste time. I think you will be tasting two dicks together for the first time in your life."
"If you insist my dear!"
"The pleasure is mine," replied Neelum.
"Wait for a moment. Listen let me tackle these two strangers alone for a while. Your hungry cunt can join us a bit later," Kulsoom said brushing her lips to her friend's lips as she stroked her one breast.
"Wow. I am impressed by your style and confidence. I was thinking we three had to really work hard to put some light in your thick brain and meat in your cunt."
Kulsoom just laughed wickedly with a twinkle in eyes. "You just wait," she said straightening her long white cotton shirt and shalwar (baggy trousers) and draping the black duppata (big scarf) around her head and chest.
"Are you going there to offer prayers?" Neelum said pushing her toward the door.
"No – to get myself worshipped."
Xxxxx
The two men saw her floating in their room where they were trying to kill time watching old songs on the television. The air-conditioned room had a five-seat sofa set, along with a huge double bed.
